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Lost Disability Poems

These Lost Disability poems are examples of Disability poems about Lost. These are the best examples of Disability Lost poems written by international poets.


Premium Member Unworded Rituals
Glow morning warm
hugging
sleepy scalp and face embrace
outside sacred pink
yellowing fragrant dawn

Without fear of fading dark
or death
or sin

Welcome in
naked foot massage
pressure memories of walk
on stretching strings

Hang...

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Categories: disability, health, integrity, passion, power,



Premium Member Cheated
Cheated

Why does one child walk, 
another talk, 
while still yet another 
will say nothing
the rest of their life? 

How much loss can be endured?
How many...

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Categories: disability, america, caregiving, child abuse,

Premium Member A Fore Gone Conclusion
to you

my life became a foregone conclusion
did you truly believe
that my failure was certain?

a pre-determined path I was meant to follow
Was I nothing more to...

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Categories: disability, emotions, poems,

Premium Member Tricky Chirp
The Tricky Chirp

The nester bird comes to live, 
in a nest, they did not make. 
Yet... the bird, 
feels right at home 
and not alone...

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Categories: disability, age, angel, change, discrimination,

Premium Member Caring and the Job
Caring and The Job

The caretaker got out of the car. 
She went to the back, 
opened the door, 
and pulled her ward out too. 
He...

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Categories: disability, abuse, addiction, america, angel,



Premium Member Sweet Grace
Sweet Grace

Forgiven is grace, 
on my face, 
smiling, 
that I am free. 
Jesus, 
he loves me. 

How do I know that He is real, 
because...

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Categories: disability, 12th grade, addiction, anti

Premium Member These
These... 

These are the days my friend, 
that we thought would never come. 
They are beautiful beyond belief, 
and they are moving fast. 
The seconds...

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Categories: disability, angel, celebration, confidence, depression,

Premium Member Dear Father
Dear Father, mine. 

I ran away from bad. 
I took my children with me.
I found a place to run to. 
It was an empty castle...

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Categories: disability, christian, courage, father, father

Premium Member Like a New Day
Like a New Day

Every day is, the same...
and not. 
I long to go to work. 
I have lost my mind?
What a crazy statement.

I used to...

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Categories: disability, abortion, absence, abuse, addiction,

Premium Member Unfair Calories
Unfair Calories 

Chocolate cake, 
can be eaten fast or slow. 
Depends on who, 
is at the end of the fork. 
But I tell you true,...

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Categories: disability, addiction, america, angel, anti

Premium Member The White Building
In the cold space,
between the ceiling and the rafters, 
angels drift like butterflies, 
ever answering the calls, 
of both hope and sorrow! 

A mother's song,...

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Categories: disability, addiction, bible, freedom, goodbye,

Premium Member Commenting On the Weather
Commenting on the Weather

My coffee is hot, 
the cream was cold, 
the outcome... just right. 
The screen, 
the window out and into the world...
awaits my...

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Categories: disability, addiction, allah, fate, goodbye,

Premium Member Hear Me
Hears Me

The "mighty" power of prayer, 
can never be spoken of...
with sufficient 
glory! 
as the very "word", 
is larger than life!

His name, 
above all others...
Bowing,...

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Categories: disability, america, angel, i miss

Premium Member Tomorrow's Yesterday
Tomorrow's Yesterday

Changes are the hardest part of living. 
Just when you get used to things, 
good or bad, they become worse...
rarely better. 
Depressive as it...

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Categories: disability, addiction, adventure, allah, america,

Premium Member Third Row, Second Seat
Third Row, Second Seat

The empty chair at church has a name. 
It changes from time to time, 
but remains somewhat if not always, 
the same....

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Categories: disability, angel, atheist, christian, forgiveness,


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